“And then while I’m away, I’ll write home everyday…”

That’s the only Beatles song I can play with chords… I think it’s a good pick, if there’s only going to be one.

Erin and I left the hostel/hotel at 9:30a.m. It’s 6:40p.m. and we’ve just returned from an amazing day. A warning to all loves, I’m pretty set on saving up and spending my 25th year in Prague. You’re welcome to join. Erin said make sure there’s a couch to share, and then said “hell, just get a big enough apartment, I’ll buy you the couch.” Even on a cold, rainy day… It’s just perfect.

I’ve never had a reaction to a city like I have had in Prague. It was instant and it hasn’t faded. Three days in, three to go, I love it here. Every direction you look, every alley you go down, there’s something to see. I really, really would stay.

I don’t know which purchase today I was more excited about – the fact that I bought a jar of peanut butter (mmm) or that I found a scarf covered in ducks (HECK YES!).

Erin says Paris doesn’t have anything on Prague. While I know I’ll love Paris… I can’t imagine feeling this way about it. I mean, just look at the statues! Robots, and “Pissing Boys” outside the Kafka Museum and upside down horses! And (awesome) terribly named museums.

But as if Prague hadn’t been wonderful enough, nothing, nothing this entire trip has been as mind-blowing as the Lennon wall. Had you ever told me I’d spend an hour looking at 50m of wall, I’d have said you were crazy.

nice Prague, I was there last New Year’s eve for the second time…..and of course I went to see again the Lennon wall (I’m a big Beatles fan), but was not so nice like this one in your photos….maybe too many drawings create confusion sometimes. Did you see the Lennon pub close to the wall? when I was there pub was closed ;-\ ….let’s keep in touch 😉